[ And so it is the same as always: She's another of their own that wants answers, but isn't sure how to get them. The same as him — as the lot of them — only Gaby carries herself with a coolness that impresses despite her status as someone newer, so he tries to memorise her face, the name already filed away and secure. Perhaps Bobbi or Daisy know something of her. ]
Or someone. [ echoed with a warmth that surprises him. She's certainly a curiosity. ] Cheers to that, Gaby.
[ Fitz lifts his glass towards her. For once, he means the gesture. ]
good to wrap up!
Or someone. [ echoed with a warmth that surprises him. She's certainly a curiosity. ] Cheers to that, Gaby.
[ Fitz lifts his glass towards her. For once, he means the gesture. ]